"Let her go."
Su Wen said coldly.
He couldn't be bothered to say much to that guy, feeling that every other word was a waste of breath.
"Let her go?" the burly man snorted coldly, "With what reason? Just because you'll go out and talk nonsense?"
As he spoke, he pointed a knife directly at Su Wen's nose: "You young fool, you have no idea of the logic of this world and its evil, nothing but a greenhorn, don't overestimate yourself."
Su Wen looked at him with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
He was well aware that people in this industry had their own networks.
But he wasn't afraid of this so-called network.
They might be well-known in the underworld, but that had nothing to do with Su Wen.
"To put it bluntly, if our boss wanted to kill you, it would be a matter of minutes," the guy said: "Moreover, cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents. I don't care what your profession is, but you've broken our rules, and that's not good."